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I was in so much pain last night, I hardly slept. I didn't get to sleep until after 2:30, and I woke up before 7:30. It was my shoulder and the part of my back and neck that surrounds my shoulder that hurt so much. I think moving around loosened things up, so it improved over the day. Even shoveling a couple of inches of snow. Then I went to Drammit (whisky club) in the evening, so I feel fine now.
Nov. 22nd, 2015
November snow
Nov. 22nd, 2015 01:40 pmWe got two or three inches of snow on Saturday morning. South of us got much more. Well over a foot in some areas. It had been fairly warm up until then, so the grass was still green, and some trees still had their color. Snapdragons and petunias were still blooming.
I put the heater in the bird bath last night. Refilled the birdfeeder today. I should put some suet out.
I cut down the hibiscus stems today (in the snow).
I put the heater in the bird bath last night. Refilled the birdfeeder today. I should put some suet out.
I cut down the hibiscus stems today (in the snow).
botched intros
Nov. 22nd, 2015 11:17 pmOn Saturday, we went to a gathering in honor of a man who recently died of brain cancer. He was the husband of someone I used to know. She was one of my high school teachers. My stepmother was the librarian there, and Diane was a friend. I didn't keep in touch with her, so it's been 25 years since I'd seen her last. My sister has seen her since, and wanted to go to the gathering, but didn't want to go by herself, so Cindy and I went along.
We paid our respects to Diane, and wandered off to look at the photos. When I went back to her to say goodbye, she took me to a woman nearby. I assumed, therefore, that she was a teacher, but had no idea who she was. So we went through this thing where we got to the bottom of who she was. I remembered the name, but I never had her as a teacher, so I still didn't really recognize her, though she remembers seeing me in the library all the time. And then she says, "and you are?" At some point, I had been thinking I needed to tell her who I was, but got distracted by the whole conversation, and then... didn't. I felt foolish. And then I forgot to introduce my wife. Duh, again.
So I remarked on these oversights. I mentioned my poor memory, my general confusion and/or lack of interpersonal skills. Diane said, "yes, we remember that about you." I laughed.
We paid our respects to Diane, and wandered off to look at the photos. When I went back to her to say goodbye, she took me to a woman nearby. I assumed, therefore, that she was a teacher, but had no idea who she was. So we went through this thing where we got to the bottom of who she was. I remembered the name, but I never had her as a teacher, so I still didn't really recognize her, though she remembers seeing me in the library all the time. And then she says, "and you are?" At some point, I had been thinking I needed to tell her who I was, but got distracted by the whole conversation, and then... didn't. I felt foolish. And then I forgot to introduce my wife. Duh, again.
So I remarked on these oversights. I mentioned my poor memory, my general confusion and/or lack of interpersonal skills. Diane said, "yes, we remember that about you." I laughed.